Old Pond.
A frog jumps in.
The sound of water.
Basho
Aug 12, 2015
Aug 12, 2015 at 5:50 PM UTC
Love is
Wisdom.
Hatred is
Foolish.
Bertrand Russell
May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 2:49 PM UTC
Reality is like two sides
Of a coin,
One side is all experience,
Sound, motion, time and drama.
The other side can only be
experienced in stillness, emptiness
And timelessness.
One side is physical, classical, painful
Newton, Einstein, Bohr and Dirac.
The other side is quantum, random...timeless.
Heisenberg, Feynman and Witten.
Nagarjuna and Candarkirti
The two truths
The two truths.
Samsara and Nirvana
Two sides of the same coin
Illusion and Enlightenment
Two sides of the same coin
Electricity and Magnetism
Two sides of the same coin
Matter and Energy
Two sides of the same coin
Personal and Impersonal
Two sides of the same coin
Mind and Body
Two sides of the same coin
Be still and watch,
This magical dream of duality
And illusion.
Never born and Never die
The two truths.
May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
Today I sit
writing a poem,
It's 11:40am I look
What have I done!
Another day...has flown by.
You lazy and selfish fool
Writing a poem...what a waste.
What do you hope to achieve
A non- doing of poetry.
What an ego!
So many things, and doings
So many obligations
commitments
And goals.
You drown in activity
But who's the fool!
Time waits for no one.
But,
To die asleep
And...never...really examine
Life..activity...and time.
No. That's not me.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC
Happiness is found when you stop
Looking,
Our greatest happiness consists
In doing nothing whatever is calculated
to obtain happiness.
I cease striving for happiness
Right and wrong at once become apparent
All by themselves.
Practicing non-doing...you will have both happiness
And well-being.
Heaven does nothing...its non doing is its serenity.
Earth does nothing...its non doing is its rest
From this union of non-doings
All actions proceed,
All things are made.
How vast, how invisible
This coming-to-be!
All things come from nowhere
How vast, how invisible...
No way to explain it
All beings in their perfection
Are born of non-doing.
Hence it is said:
Heaven and earth do nothing
Yet there is nothing they do not do.
Where is the man and woman
Who can attain
To this non-doing?
Chuang Tzu
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 2:34 PM UTC
There are no fixed limits
Time does not stand still.
Nothing endures,
Nothing is final.
You cannot lay hold
Of the end or the beginning.
He who is wise sees near and far
As the same,
Does not despise the small
Or value the great:
Where all standards differ
How can you compare?
With one glance
He takes in past and present,
Without sorrow for the past
Or impatience with the present.
All is in movement.
He has experience
Of fullness and emptiness.
He does not rejoice in success
Or lament in failure
The game is never over
Birth and death are even
The terms are not final.
Written by Chuang Tzu (550-250 B.C.)
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 2:12 PM UTC
Like a fool, like a dunce,
Body and mind completely dropped off!
Zen Master Ryokan
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC
Truly, I love this life of seclusion.
Carrying my staff, I walk toward a friend's cottage.
The trees in his garden, soaked by the evening rain,
Reflect the cool, clear autumnal sky.
The owner's dog comes to greet me;
Chrysanthemums bloom along the fence.
These people have the same spirit as the ancients;
An earthen wall marks their separation from the world.
In the house volumes of poetry are piled on the floor.
Abondoning wordliness, I often come to this tranquil place.
The spirit here is the spirit of Zen.
Zen Master Ryokan
May 3, 2015
May 3, 2015 at 3:54 PM UTC